Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Yu Ma didn't understand that the more he thought about it, the more he fell into a low-level trap.

In a dull mind, there is also an evaluation system dominated by others.

There are probably more people in the Qianzili family who understand this better than he does.

The group rested briefly in the simple refuge camp and were about to inquire about more information when they saw those priests-like clergy slowly walking forward.

They looked dignified and solemn, with sorrowful expressions; judging by their appearance alone, they were all trustworthy and good people.

However, the content described by these people in their gentle tone made Aaron instinctively uncomfortable.

“Fellow countrymen, the gods are now furious, surely because we let those foreigners escape before.”

"To quell the disaster, we must find the foreigners again, burn them all, and offer them as sacrifices to the gods!"

He looked around and found a child, going over to ask him:

"What are those people referring to as 'foreigners'?"

The child's eyes were initially wary, but then he smiled slyly.

“Big brother, you are also foreigners, right? Don’t worry, rest well in this camp. Actually, those foreigners interfered with our festival before. They were supposed to be punished according to the law, but a kind family let them go.”

The child's smile was perfectly harmless, yet it made Aaron feel uneasy.

Just as the child was slowly backing away and about to turn around and shout something, he froze for a moment, then decisively reached out and covered the child's mouth.

Oh no, this brat was trying to stall them while he went to find others to arrest them!

He's so young, how could he have such a quick reaction!

The exclusion of outsiders that this behavioral pattern conceals is now blatantly obvious.

Aaron believed that if the child had revealed their foreign identity, the whole family would have been tied up by now.

The old father had somehow appeared beside them and delivered a karate chop to the child's neck, knocking him unconscious.

He then snatched the child from his son's hands and tossed him aside like a dead dog.

This indifferent behavior made many of those around them who had designs on them feel somewhat intimidated and retreat a little.

Anda called his son over, his tone cold:

“Good reaction. If we had been any slower, we would have been on the run. You need to be aware of this, Aaron. Since this happened because of the foreigners, you'd better not reveal your identity as a foreigner as well.”

Aaron didn't complain, but nodded seriously:

"I understand, I was indeed presumptuous."

Anda pointed to the child sleeping soundly beside him like a dead dog:

"You can't even trust children; you have no idea what kind of environment they grew up in."

"Children's thoughts are more terrifying than adults'; they have no clear understanding of rules or pain."

Marum moved their donkey cart forward to block the view of others.

Then he went to the master and knelt on one knee:

“I have a way to kill everyone here.”

His tone was incredibly calm, as if he were talking about something completely ordinary.

Just now he realized the threat that the people in the city posed to the Master's family, especially to Aaron.

The pony beside him looked terrified, its pupils contracting sharply.

No, he knew this person was an Astartes, but in his memory, no one had ever dared to mention the massacre of the city in front of his father.

It was always the father who gave the orders, and others did the work.

Which legion is this kid from? How come he's so reckless?

Anda's expression softened somewhat, and he waved his hand, saying:

"Hey, why be so violent? Since we're here to experience this, we all know it's an illusion, so of course we need to use our brains and think about how to solve the problem."

"Anyone can just flip the card table over; it requires no skill."

(Tzeentch: ? Then why did you do it?)

They listened patiently as the clergy explained their methods:

“If we cannot find foreigners to offer sacrifices, then each household can only send one person to voluntarily contribute their life.”

"Then those who survive must remember the shame of this day. We must build an army and equip ourselves to destroy all the foreigners in other places! It is because of their existence that the gods in heaven are so displeased with us. Why don't we eliminate these heretics in the future!"

"If our military strength is insufficient, then we will infiltrate their city-states in disguise, promote our culture, control their economy, and plunder their comfortable lives that they have without God's grace!"

Anda's face darkened when he heard this, and he looked at Marum:

"Forget it, how long will it take you to kill everyone here?"

Chapter 393 Of course, I want my dad to die! [Part 2] (3K)

Anda sat down on the spot, leaning against the wheel hub, and even crossed his legs, shaking his head in a very improper manner:

"I've said it before, there are bad people among humans, Aaron, don't be like that—"

"Huh? What's with that look in your eyes? There's no sadness or surprise at all. You're so calm!"

He saw no disappointment in his son's eyes; he had assumed that Aaron would be moved by seeing his fellow humans so openly displaying "evil" methods.

Aaron shrugged and frowned.

"Perhaps it's because I inherited your personality; I never suffer from mental exhaustion. First of all, this is an illusion; secondly, the bad guys are them, not me."

Anda was stunned, his lips dry, and many words he had prepared to say to comfort Aaron stuck in his throat—

No, there's no need to comfort him. A terrible thought inexplicably came to Anda's mind: this son might be even more of a bastard than himself.

He burst into laughter, which even attracted the attention of those around them who hadn't been paying attention to them before, but they didn't approach because of Marum's murderous gaze.

"Hahaha—as expected of my son, I won't worry about you getting scammed when you go out anymore."

Marum stopped Anda from continuing his wild laughter, reaching out to cover the master's mouth, and whispered:

"Master, they've started talking about sacrifices and rituals. They're saying each household should send one person to the volcano to throw themselves into the lava. If they could communicate with the demon that controls the volcano, that would be wonderful."

Anda grunted a few times, dodging Marum's large hand, and asked:

"Oh? Do these clergy members go themselves?"

In the future, if those state priests encounter the task of sacrifice, they will probably fight amongst themselves for the sacrifice slots.

Marum shook his head and said, "No, they have noticed the discontent among the people towards the clergy and want to reduce manpower in this way to avoid resistance."

Anda cursed under his breath, then slapped the donkey cart, but the slap landed squarely on the neck of the little horse that had come over to eavesdrop. The horse winced in pain and pitifully hid away.

Aaron was still holding Angron, trying to prevent the little Angron from curiously putting his ingredients into the still-flowing lava to roast, and asked:

"First, find out why this disaster happened here, Marum, I beg you to go—"

"Hmm, Koz?"

Before Aaron could finish speaking, he saw an extra hand growing out from his father's back—it was Coz's little hand.

“I’ll go ask. Marum will stay and protect you. He’s more reliable than me.”

Adachi found a veil he hadn't used in a long time in his luggage and covered his face. In situations where social order was about to collapse, men should take extra care to protect themselves when they are out and about.

Even Aaron was worried about him and covered him with a cloak. Uncle Ares had left it at home before, and someone had put it in the cloak while packing.

The little pony in the distance was still immersed in the pain of being slapped by his father, hiding in a dark corner cursing, and did not notice Coz's little hand.

When Xiao Ma turned around, he saw the false emperor, wearing a cloak and veil, leaving the house.

After leaving his family, Anda first looked in the direction of the volcano, where there were six lava rivers that were now drying up.

Now that only four remain, it will be another four hours before a new fire erupts.

He crept stealthily along the corner of the wall, searching for the beautiful lady.

As long as one can meet with the ladies alone, and confide in each other in tents and carriages, one can obtain any secret by relying on one's appearance.

The hand on Koz's back was puzzled. He had appeared because he sensed that his family needed to interrogate him for information, but he did not expect his father to use his good looks to seduce him.

So what's he doing here? Watching a show, or recording some embarrassing history?

No, I have to get out of here quickly, otherwise, given the old man's petty nature, if I witness my father selling his body, I'll be punished severely in the future.

Koz's little hands wanted to escape, but found that he could only come, not leave.

The underlying logic of this illusion was created by Magnus; once you enter a level, you must complete it to leave.

He had no choice but to start thinking about how to explain himself, saying that he only had one hand, no eyes, and no ears, so naturally he hadn't seen or heard anything.

While I was anxiously pondering this all the way, I saw my elderly father slip into a group that looked like that of a wealthy family.

The carriages in the center of the procession were enormous, almost like houses on wheels.

A commotion was coming from one of the houses. Anda squatted down next to the wheel and listened. Something was wrong. There were two men.

The city is about to be engulfed in flames, and you two are still going on about brotherhood. Sigh, no wonder your city is doomed.

Anda rummaged and crawled under each of the "RVs" until he finally found the lady's spot. With the speed of a leopard, he climbed over the window and slipped inside.

[The following scene was not recorded because Coates was unwilling to speak about it.]

Before long, the unconscious lady was thrown off the bed by Anda, who was wiping her face with some precious fabric.

Fortunately, his sacrifice was not significant, but the lady insisted on touching his face before she would speak.

The calamities facing the city of Sodom were also successfully ascertained.

Thirty years ago, Sodom was a prosperous city from its very inception, and its rulers included not only secular authorities but also clergy.

It wasn't to demonstrate their reverence for the gods, but rather to explain their extravagant lifestyle and behavior that violated moral principles.

They claimed that it was because of God's blessing that the people of Sodom were able to break free from their fellow shepherds and live a good life.

People had to obey divine pronouncements, submit to rule, and join together in what was called Eden.

They claimed that Sodom was the Garden of Eden of the new era, where people could be shameless and any behavior would be acceptable.

Damn it, when did Magnus ever start using Slaanesh's tricks again?